Poetic-Verses

The Burma tragedy is so bizarre
When this country's leaders mar and scar.
The Junta have a lot of nerve
To refuse aid workers who preserve
Life and body from the plague
And many diseases now man made.

Why in the world do lunatics reign?
What, with their foolishness, do they hope to gain?
When will they allow aid workers space?
To travel to every troubled place
And there deliver needed supplies
Before this Country bleeds and dies.

Our hearts go out to those in need
Not to dictators with all their greed.
Water, food and medical care
Is very much needed over there.
How many thousands must bite the dust?
Before this Government learns to trust!
Burma, yes our prayers are with you!
We've given our aid what else can we do?